379 Nan Batian pointed at the pieces of paper and said, while Tang Ziyue on the side had an ugly expression. He underestimated the insidiousness of Chen Jiusi. He actually used such a despicable trick. The burnt pieces of paper must be more convincing than the complete secret letter, especially if this piece of paper was pulled out of the brazier.
Thinking about this, Tang Ziyue looked at Qimuge and said, "Commander, where did you find this?"
"It was in the brazier in the secret room of Sun Tiechui's blacksmith shop. I dug it out from the ashes."
Tang Ziyue took a deep breath. Great! Chen Jiusi really had a plan in mind. This time he had found almost all the key points. What could be more convincing than the clues that one's own people had dug out from the enemy's brazier?
Tang Ziyue looked at the three pieces of paper and saw the following words written on them: [Iron mine closed] [Go quickly] [Holy fire is not extinguished, light...]
The expression on Tang Ziyue's face changed. The key words he chose were really crucial. It was enough to make people think wildly, and this word?
Tang Ziyue frowned even deeper, as if the gang leader had written it himself.
How is this possible.
Qimuge then swung the piece of paper around and placed it in front of Nan Batian and said, "Boss Nan, don't you want to explain?"
Nan Batian said: "What do you want to explain?"
Yelu smiled and said, "Okay, Gang Leader Nan, explain to me what the iron mine seizure means. What information do you want to reveal to Sun Tiechui?"
"ah?"
Nan Batian was confused, and Yelu continued, "Leave quickly? Are you trying to tip off the enemy?"
"And this!"
"The holy fire is not extinguished, what is it for? Restoring the Song Dynasty?"
Yelu looked at Nan Batian with a mocking look on his face and said, "I didn't expect that Gang Leader Nan would have such great ambitions to restore the foundation of the Song Dynasty and the Han Dynasty. By the way, what did you call us?"
Nan Batian was quite embarrassed at this time, and Yelu said: "Oh, by the way, the Tartars, drive out the Tartars and restore China."
"Boss Nan is such a man with great ambitions. His national pride is unmatched by ordinary people!"
"Ah, Lord Yelu, what are you talking about? What holy fire, what restoration? I don't have such ideas. I just want to make a little money under your protection and live a peaceful life in Mianshui County. I absolutely have no intention of disrespecting you, and I dare not secretly communicate with Zoroastrianism and do the business that will cost me my life!"
"Oh, is that so?"
Yelu looked at Nan Batian with interest. Nan Batian said, "That's right. I would never dare to do such a cruel thing. Your Excellency, please understand!"
After hearing this, Yelu looked at Nan Batian and laughed, "Haha, OK, Nan Batian, if that's the case, then let's be frank. Did you write this secret letter?"
"I have absolutely not written any secret letter. I swear to heaven. If I did write any secret letter, you will make me have no descendants."
Um?
After hearing this, Tang Ziyue's eyes narrowed slightly. The leader's oath was so insincere.
But Yelu frowned, a little confused. This oath was really a heavy one. You know, the Han people really care about their descendants. Nan Batian dared to swear on his descendants. Was he really wronged?
Yelu was vague.
Qimuge frowned slightly when he heard this, glanced at Nan Batian and said, "Master Yelu, we can't just listen to Gang Leader Nan's words, we should still rely on the evidence!"
Yelu heard this and said: "Yes, have you found the people I asked you to find?"
"Found it."
"Let them all come up."
"yes."
Qimuge immediately had a group of people called up, led by a middle-aged man in Confucian scholar's clothes. Tang Ziyue bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Master Qian."
Master Qian nodded and bowed to Yelu, saying, "I, Qian Shun, greet Master Yelu."
Yelu said: "Well, wait a moment."
After saying that, he looked at Nan Batian and said, "Boss Nan, let me introduce you to these people. They are all masters of handwriting recognition in Mianshui County, especially Master Qian. Sometimes when solving cases in Huangzhou Prefecture, the problem of handwriting is involved. We always ask him to help check whether these words are written by you. As long as they identify them, they will know the authenticity. So, I will ask you again."
"Did you write this?"
After hearing this, Nan Batian immediately said, "Master Yelu, you can check it out. I have never written any letters to Sun Tiechui. This cannot be written by me. Someone must have framed me!"
Yelu nodded slightly and said, "Okay, since you are so sure, I will check it out!"
After saying that, Yelu waved his hand and said, "Master Qian, please."
Qian Shun bowed, and then said to Lord Yelu: "Do you have any previous handwritten letters from Gang Leader Nan that we can use for comparison?"
Yelu said: "Yes, these are the letters that Nan Batian wrote to me, you can check them out."
After hearing this, Qian Shun identified the handwriting in the two books himself and frowned slightly from time to time.
At this time, Tang Ziyue came over and said, "Boss, why do I have a bad feeling?"
Nan Batian was stunned and looked at Tang Ziyue and said, "Hmm? Is there any problem? I definitely didn't have any correspondence with Sun Tiechui. This must be a frame-up by Chen Jiusi."
Tang Ziyue said: "I know, but it is precisely because this is a frame-up by Chen Jiusi that we need to be more careful. Chen Jiusi is very sinister in his actions. I am afraid that he will trip us up."
Nan Batian frowned slightly and said, "This fake thing can't be real. Can Chen Jiusi turn a fake letter into a real one?"
Tang Ziyue said: "We must be on guard. Chen Jiusi is very evil. If he dares to attack, he will definitely win."
Nan Batian nodded slightly, then looked at Tang Ziyue and said, "Well, let's be careful. What's fake won't be real. Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. Chen Jiusi can't possibly defeat us."
Tang Ziyue nodded gently and said, "It's good for the leader to be confident, but you also have to be more careful."
The two of them were whispering to each other. At this time, Master Qian looked up and said to Yelu: "Master Yelu, could you please ask Gang Leader Nan to come and give me calligraphy again?"
After hearing this, Yelu said, "Boss Nan, go over and write two words."
Nan Batian frowned, walked over, took the pen handed to him by Master Qian and asked, "What to write?"
Master Qian said: "Just write that this holy fire is not extinguished."
Nan Batian frowned, then scribbled something with his hands, as if he was going to write cursive script.
Seeing this, Qimuge frowned and said, "Boss Nan, write well."
Nan Batian did not answer when he heard this, but Master Qian said, "No need, this is fine."
Master Qian nodded to Nan Batian, then found a colleague who was doing handwriting comparison at the back and they looked at each other and started a discussion.
Yelu waited for the result. Soon Master Qian came over and saluted, saying, "Master Yelu."
Yelu looked at Master Qian and asked, "Any results?"
Master Qian said, "We have a result. After all of us have examined it, we believe that the words on this piece of paper were written by the leader of the Nan Batian Gang himself. There is no mistake!"
"You fucking fart!"
Hearing Master Qian's words, Nan Batian immediately became angry and yelled, "I didn't write it!"
"Boss Nan!"
Yelu's voice suddenly became louder, and Qimuge Canglang drew his sword out of its sheath, forcing Nan Batian into a dead corner.
Yelu said: "I heard that Mr. Tang is also good at handwriting identification. Mr. Tang, why don't you give it a try?"
Tang Ziyue bowed when he heard that, but his expression looked very ugly, as if he understood something.
At this time, he went over and Master Qian said with a bitter face: "Mr. Tang, I just want to make a living, but I don't want to get involved in the disputes of these big shots."
Tang Ziyue said, "I know, I know, Master Qian, don't worry, let me take a look."
Tang Ziyue came over, and Master Qian took out a letter written by Nan Batian to Yelu, then the piece of paper, and then what Nan Batian had just written.
Putting the three together, Master Qian said, "Look, there is a word for fire in this letter, this is the word for fire on the paper, and this is the word for fire just written by Gang Leader Nan. Look at the structure, stroke order, and shape of this word, especially the dot here..."
Master Qian explained every aspect of his handwriting identification, and the people behind him nodded slightly. These words were definitely written by Gang Leader Nan.
Tang Ziyue was also shocked, because these words were really written by the gang leader. He was most familiar with the gang leader's handwriting. This sense of familiarity, this gesture, there was no mistake, it was the gang leader's handwriting, no one else could forge it.
But the leader? Colluding with Zoroastrianism?
He didn't believe it. The gang leader had said more than once that Zoroastrians were all fools who only knew how to play with their lives. Who would play with their lives these days? Making money and gaining status were the most important things.
The tyranny of the Mulan people did not affect his dominance over Mianshui County. Was he crazy enough to have an affair with the Zoroastrians?
What's the point?
For money?
Don't say it's possible, but he is not stupid to commit a crime against the law at this time. What's the point?
For the sake of national justice? Don't be silly, does he have that thing?
So, how did Chen Jiusi do it?
"Mr. Tang, do you understand?"
Yelu looked at Tang Ziyue and asked. Hearing this, Tang Ziyue turned around and bowed, saying, "I understand."
"How about it? Tell your boss about it."
Tang Ziyue looked at Nan Batian, and Nan Batian also looked at him and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"
Tang Ziyue said with a bitter face: "Boss, it is indeed your handwriting, that's right!"
"What? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I, I really have never written such a secret letter, sir, I have never written such a secret letter!"
Nan Batian felt like he had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express at this moment!
Yelu's face darkened at this time and he said, "Nan Batian, the evidence is irrefutable, why are you still denying it?"
"Master Yelu, I don't have it!"
Nan Batian knelt on the ground and said, "Master Yelu, this is a frame-up. Chen Jiusi is framing me. I really didn't do it."
"Sir, put yourself in my shoes. I am now the most powerful Han Chinese in Mianshui. I have money, status, and power. Why would I have an affair with Zoroastrianism?"
"They can give me more money, more power, or something else. I don't need to take the risk and collude with them!"
"My Lord, I am innocent!"
Nan Batian knelt on the ground and had lost the arrogance of a gang leader. He just kept making excuses. Seeing this, Yelu frowned. He also felt that Nan Batian did not have enough motivation to collude with Zoroastrianism.
At this time, Qimuge said, "Who knows if you are doing this for some national cause?"
"National justice?"
Nan Batian looked confused and asked, "Commander Qimuge, do I have that thing?"
"I have killed so many Han people for you. Not to mention the scholarly family that has been passed down for hundreds of years in the pre-Song Dynasty, and the Wen family that plotted a rebellion. I led people to kill their entire families. I have committed such a serious sin that in the eyes of the Han people, I am just a dog of you. They cannot accept me!"
After hearing this, Qimugege fell silent. Indeed, Nan Batian had always done an excellent job in persecuting Han rebels and had done many immoral things.
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